CHAMBER OF HARMONIC DISSOLUTION

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

You've been here before, in another browser.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Digital decay creates new patterns.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The homepage is wherever you are.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.